"My wife held up her plumpish hand, palm toward me, and said, "Before yousay anything else, you should hear me out." She gave me a moment torespond a...d, when I didn't, continued, "I have a proposal for you. Wecan stay married and I'll be happy to fulfill your dream..." I waselated to hear that, disbelieving even, but then she added, "... but Ihave some terms. And they're not negotiable. It's my way or not atall."Uncertain but hopeful I said softly, "All right. I'll just listen." Ihad. Wife first. I opened the door to our bedroom. She was sitting on the bed, crying. Or at least, trying not to. I close the door behind me softly. ‘She didn’t mean it baby,’ I said. ‘Oh yes she did. It’s been coming for a while, since we told her two years ago,’ my wife said, sniffling roughly and rubbing her face with her hands. She always hated it when she cried. ‘The way she’s been acting toward me all year? I’ve been waiting for this.’ I came over to sit down next to her, but she got up. I'd always been horny, comes with being young, but now was thinking of sex with every cute guy that I saw. I was going to have to get a grip, I decided. Obviously I needed some pussy. That would do the trick. All during my first class I was thinking of April and how I was going to text her later. By my second class, though, my thoughts had drifted back to Shane. And Patrick. Guys whose dicks I'd just had in my mouth. And then guys whose dicks I wanted to see: Adam. And Ford. And. Ismene is more delicate, a noble woman through and through. She's spoiled, she's never done any hard work and you're not even sure if she could saddle a horse by herself and she loves to ride. Her long beautiful blond hair looks perfect even now. She got the biggest blue eyes and she's absolutely adorable, always making people around her follow her wishes. It’s incredibly hard to say no to her and her look makesyou want to protect her against all evil. She's not as tall as her sister, but still.